Feelings Of Inspiration...

At first, I didn't find anything inspiring to blog about until last night. After I left school for Spring Break, I went home to chill for a bit. Wrong move, sweetie. I was thinking about all the things I went through in life and I realized, I have something to blog about. Honestly, I am not the one to share my stories, moreless my deeply personal ones, but I felt compelled to release this one.

Men:
Question?Why is it the vast majority of men nowadays, especially in the Tri-State are no good, sommma bitches??? Either they have "baby mothers who can't or will NOT let go" or other "problems" they can't seem to handle on their own. However, I think I expect a lot out of men since my pops(God rest his soul) did anything he could to make sure I had anything that I wanted or needed since the day I was born. I remember when I first fell in love with someone other than the other half of my DNA, he was this brown-skinned beautiful man who made me feel like I was the only woman that existed in his life, but little did I know, I would soon find out otherwise down the line. When I discovered his infidelity, that shit hit me like a ton of bricks because he hurt my fragile feelings and mind you I was 17 feeling I was going on 40. Bad enough, I was already succumbing to the pressures of high school senioritis/college prospecticus/running the family's store/juggling a full time job all in one year. I used to think he was my release at night when he used to come pick me up from work. I remember me giggling like a schoolgirl in heat whenever he came around to check on me. But...That was nearly 6 years ago... I am older now and I watch for the signs early in the game. I am not a sucker for love, but I have learned to respect the power of love as a legendary singer would croon back in the 80's....There have been others, but just that one person still has my heart and it bleeds everytime I see him, but I don't know.. that's stone cold love for you...


Flash foward.. late last night when I got home, I was bored. So, I wanted to chill with someone, so I was thinking about a certain person and I decided to text him asking him what was good. We got together and what not. So we was watching Banned From Television last night and mind you we was getting there since 2003, August to be exact. So he kissed me... I forgot how it good it felt to kiss him and it was all she wrote. It was like being in heaven once again. I remember I actually caught feelings for him in the beginning, but decided to fall back a bit since he has a child and the first love is the reason why I don't deal with people with children due to the emotional baggage they carry along with then when they get in relationships with other women...
I'm Refreshed